The fox is mine?

Scold.

Baker wanted to laugh.

He and the fox will never be possible, the reason has been talked about before, he is not willing to do emotional suffering, and the fox is not willing to do small suffering, the two offensives collide together, either the head is broken or the house is demolished.

Out of the tinker's workshop, Baker saw the fox that seemed to be waiting for him at the door.

The fox's beautiful eyes seemed to be able to speak: "Am I yours?" Is that so? hero？ ”

Baker shrugged: "We're family. ”

Let's talk about it.

Baker turned and walked outside.

"Where are you going?"

"Something."

"Be careful not to get killed by the cross."

Baker stopped and turned to look at the fox: "This is what Sloan wants to see, the cross is against me, and I have no reason to let him go." ”

The fox smiled slightly, but did not speak.

Baker shook his head secretly, said to the fox that he would see him tomorrow, and then walked outside.

With this time to watch stupid white masochism, Baker would rather stay at home and watch a movie.

Of course.

Baker was just saying that the stupid White Wesley wasn't worth his precious time, he really had something.

Someone just sent a text message asking him to go to the rooftop of a certain place for a coffee.

An hour later.

The Capitol.

Baker, who had a plain white face with black hair on his head, pushed open the door on the roof of the building, looked at the cross Carlos not far away, and said, "Didn't you say that you didn't dare to appear in my sight?" ”

The cross turned: "My son." ”

"Wesley?"

"Yes."

"How good, the organization is responsible for helping your son grow up, isn't it beautiful?"

"I don't want him to be an assassin."

"He can't be an assassin either."

“……”

Baker reached into the pocket of his trench coat and pulled out a box of flue-cured cigarettes, handed one to the cross, lit it for himself, and threw the lighter to the cross.

"Cross, remember what you told me about being an Assassin?" Baker walked to the side of the cross, glanced at the cross, and said lightly, "The blood of the assassins is cold. ”

After all, a principled assassin like Xiang Baker was now extinct.

Since the beginning of the Millennium, the members of both the textile mills and other Assassin orders have grown younger.

Being young means having higher achievements, but at the same time, being young also means that their minds are far from mature and will be easily carried away by external objects.

One word.

In the past, Assassins worked for their ideals, but now, more and more Assassins are working for money.

Like the cross.

In example, his son Wesley.

The cross was an Assassin for the sake of his ideals, believing that he was doing the right thing for heaven, which is why Cross defected after realizing the truth about the textile factory.

But his son Wesley?

If it weren't for the temptation of 100,000 dollars, would Wesley dare to be mad at his boss?

Qian Zhuang is courageous, this is the truth.

So......

Wesley may have been a genius Assassin, but he could never have been an Assassin, and even if Wesley had killed Sloan as he had done in the original story, he wouldn't have fared much better.

Employees extinguished the organization that cultivated themselves?

Scold.

This is a taboo in the rivers and lakes, and it will definitely be banned by the entire industry.

"Sloan wants to train my son to kill me?"

"Is this the problem?"

"It's not."

"That's good." Baker nodded and spat out a puff of smoke rings: "If that's a problem, I'd be disappointed in you." ”

Cross smiled softly: "The true ...... of the textile mill"

Baker raised an eyebrow: "Don't tell me, I'm not interested in knowing." ”

Cross: "......"

Baker is a mature person, so he won't listen to the reason for the cross, is the truth of the textile factory so important, and Baker is not fighting for ideals, at least, there is no ideal in this world that can make him fight for.

What are you doing if you struggle?

When he was in Chicago, after his parents died, he struggled to support his family, and the result?

Right now......

Baker just wanted to be happy.

And Baker joined the fraternity because he was originally going to have the name of an organization, which is the same as a wild model and model in the modeling industry.

Cross sighed: "Well, since you don't want to know, then I don't need to tell you. ”

Baker smiled, "Thank you." ”

The cross extinguished the cigarette butt in his hand and walked towards the passage door: "I owe you a favor, and I will not kill the fox until the end, because I know that she is your man." ”

Baker pouted.

That's my man, when he was eighteen years old and first came to New York to join the textile mills, they all said he was a fox.

Who would have thought ......

It can only be said that the world is changeable.

Half an hour later.

Baker, who had been blowing the wind on the roof of the Capitol for a while, also extinguished his cigarette butts, glanced at several corpses that fell to the ground not far away, and at the moment when someone pushed the door, he turned around and went directly into stealth mode, passing by several assassins who came to collect the corpses.

Time is like flowing water.

In the blink of an eye, a month has passed.

Cross Carlos continues to kill the assassins of textile factories in New York, and it can be said that he has achieved two supergod achievements in a row.

But his son, Stupid White Wesley, was in agony training in a textile mill.

No way.

In Baker's absence, almost no one in the entire textile mill could guarantee the life of the cross.

Other organizations such as the Mechanic, Black Caesar, Corey, Han, Baba Yago, and a series of Assassins may be able to.

But......

Sloan didn't dare to make a mess of the defection of the Cross, because the [Brotherhood] in New York was not really a [Brotherhood] of more than a thousand years, and Tiber Island did not recognize it.

After all, the [Brotherhood] in New York was founded by Sloane, because, when he was on Tiber Island, Sloan's name appeared on the Loom of Destiny, and it was precisely because of this that Sloan left Tiber Island, and then founded his own [Brotherhood], and then, according to his own wishes and purposes, he wrote names one by one.

To put it simply.

The Destiny loom in the New York textile mill was a fake.

The textile factory is an assassin organization, and it also makes money by taking orders, after all, if you just talk about ideals, can a textile factory with no scale really make the textile factory nearly a hundred assassins?

It's impossible to think about.

Don't you eat when you talk about ideals?

So Sloan didn't dare to make a noise, the reason why the former Burber Island didn't come to Sloan was because there was a face Assassin Cross there, if he received the news of Cross's defection, I was afraid that the next day the real Brotherhood Assassins on Tiber Island would come and start taking people one by one according to the names on the list.

……